An intrusive aroma of the beer is in the air. For two seconds, then flew a plastic cup with The gold over both me and the other who is in the cheerleading squad. When the ball goes in the goal cheering all in the running. Dark voices sing at the pace that their team is the best.
Football has never been in my interest. Despite the fact that my Italian dad tried to get me to kick the ball as a child. I remember that he cried out in the air when Italy won the 2006 world CUP. Self sighed I and la me early in the evening.
is my boyfriend, a passionate football fan. He has never missed a match and always wears his laghalsduk with pride. And what do you do for love? The feelings are strong enough that he will manage to lug with me on a match in the Globe.
once in place singing to people of all ages, while the parquet floor shakes when people jump up and down at the same time. The eye follows the ball. Itself leans me against the nearest wall and watching the drama in front of me. The macho image, profanity, and violence is something that embodies my image of the events. But suddenly, hover tanks off to the evening when I saw Iggy Pop at Gröna lund.
When the first song was played I cried straight out in the audience. At the front at the kravallen sang thousands of visitors with in the lines. Every sentence was perfect, and soon formed a sense of belonging. When the crowd behind me pressed himself closer, I felt like we became one and the same person.
started two people to make a fuss when someone tried to jostle. Eyes turned for a brief moment against the conflict. But quickly changed the angry voices out against gitarriffet for the next song.
While my boyfriend buys a season ticket for football matches, I put the money on concert tickets. When I see the supporters, to form an affinity, through the ramsorna and the sport, beats a question to me. Are we really so different from each other?
Raffaella Lindstrom is a reporter at Today's News and need to ask her boyfriend to apologize for her biased image of football. Also read her columns about the horror that kicks in when she loses her mobile phone and to celebrate christmas at the pub .